Wen Zhixia could feel that the woman with heavy makeup on the other side had been looking at her strangely, and she felt very uncomfortable. However, under Han Zhan's gentle and considerate offensive, she couldn't care so much, and her heart was warm.

With Han Zhan, a radiant and gentle and attentive man by his side, a trace of sweetness instantly came to his heart.

Song Ranran saw that Han Zhan's eyes had never left the little girl beside him, and her heart was very surprised.

In her eyes, Wen Zhixia was just a childish girl, and she couldn't figure out why Han Zhan was so attracted to her.

No! No! She must fight for more opportunities for herself.

"I'm sorry, sister, sister doesn't know you can't eat spicy food, these ribs are tender, sister eat more." Song Ranran smiled and scooped a spoonful of pork ribs, thinking that he had elegantly handed it to Wen Zhixia's bowl.

She knew that she must have provoked Han Zhan just now, so he was so angry that he dropped the bowl.

This time, she also learned to be obedient and followed Han Zhan's wishes to please the little girl.

She believed that as long as the little girl was happy, Han Zhan would naturally give her a good face.

"No, she doesn't need to! Xia Xia will add whatever she wants to eat. Han Zhan's face suddenly turned blue, he stretched out his chopsticks and clamped the spoon that Song Ranran stretched out tightly, looking very disgusted.

Wen Zhixia also glanced at it with disgust, with such a thick base makeup, she was afraid that Song Ranran would drop the powder on her face into the meal as soon as she breathed. So, what else does she have to eat?

Fortunately, Han Zhan stopped her hands covered in nail polish in time.

"This ...... Since Mr. Han said it, then I ate it myself. Song Ranran's flattering face stiffened, and she couldn't speak.

However, after three seconds, her somewhat stiff face suddenly returned to its original appearance.

Even if Han Zhan didn't like her that much, she should smile at him. How far and how popular the acting career can go in the future depends on this meal.

As long as Han Zhan can look at her squarely, then he will give her a position quickly. As long as she can make Han Zhan miss her, then she won't have to worry about it in the future.

She showed a seductive smile towards Han Zhan, deliberately ruffled her hair, and wrapped the hair on her chest to the back of her head, the scenery on her chest loomed, and she looked directly towards Han Zhan.

She put the disgusted spoonful of ribs into her bowl, picked up a small piece, and gently bit down into a small piece. The whole action is quite a bit of a head-scratching, eyebrow-squeezing and eye-catching.

Wen Zhixia raised his eyes, and his gaze happened to fall on Song Ranran's chest, and the collar suddenly became very low, and he could see the "view" on his chest.

That Song Ranran was very expected, and when she thought about herself, she suddenly felt a little inferior.

Wen Zhixia's sense of loss was fully seen by Han Zhan, he picked up a chicken leg, put it in Wen Zhixia's bowl, and looked at her dotingly.

"Let's eat, the chicken thighs here are even better." After Han Zhan finished speaking, he also clipped one for himself.

Song Ranran couldn't help but feel a little anxious when she saw that Han Zhan's eyes hadn't been on her all the time. If this continues, not only will she not be able to attract Han Zhan's attention, but she will not even be able to make headlines by relying on the paparazzi.

She is not famous enough now, and the headlines of entertainment often pass by her, and only by grasping today's dinner can she hope to make herself popular.

The two of them in front of Song Ranran almost ignored themselves, and she couldn't help but feel a little angry in her heart.

"Just eating food, not having some wine doesn't seem to be like Mr. Han's usual style! Waiter, come and have a good bottle of red wine, thank you. Song Ranran suddenly had a plan and hooked his finger at the waiter.

This woman, he wants to see what other tricks she has?

Han Zhan glanced at Song Ranran expressionlessly, but in Song Ranran's eyes, it was attention.

Her heart jumped for joy.

"I ...... I don't drink. Wen Zhixia heard Song Ranran say that she wanted to take wine, and she whispered in Han Zhan's ear.

"Well, we don't drink it!" Han Zhan replied softly in Wen Zhixia's ear.

They spoke in a very low voice, and Song Ranran didn't hear it at all, looking at her eyes as if the two of them had made an intimate move.

At this time, the waiter served red wine, and Qin Yue made a "come on" gesture towards Song Ranran, signaling that she must seize the opportunity to let herself have lace news.

Song Ranran bit her lip, she didn't know what the odds were today, but she had to fight at least.

She stretched out her slender hand, poured two glasses of red wine, raised the glass and said with a smile: "I'm afraid my sister can't drink this wine, then I can only have a drink with my sister and Mr. Han."

"Mr. Han, please!"

Song Ranran pushed the wine glass in front of Han Zhan, but didn't notice that Han Zhan didn't reach out to take the wine glass at all, but ate the dishes in the bowl by himself.

"Mr. Han......" Song Ranran called softly, and her soft voice made her ears soften. However, Han Zhan didn't eat this set, and after waiting for a long time, Han Zhan still didn't pick up the glass of wine.

Song Ranran refused to give up, so she picked up the glass of wine, twisted her hips and came to Han Zhan's side, then bowed forward, and approached Han Zhan a little ambiguously.

"Mr. Han ......"

", I'm not drinking!"

Almost at the same time, Han Zhan and Song Ranran made a sound.

Song Ranran's hand holding the wine glass trembled, and the red wine in the glass shook. She saw the green tendons on Han Zhan's forehead bulging, and her heart sank, tilting the red wine glass and spilling it on his collar.

The red wine flowed down Han Zhan's neckline all the way down. Han Zhan's clothes were immediately soiled.

"Ahh Mr. Han, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, let me wipe it for you! Song Ranran hurriedly took out a tissue and wiped it on Han Zhan's side.

Through the neckline of her shirt, Song Ranran saw a trace of her bare muscles, and she swallowed her saliva unconsciously.

It seems that her trick has been successful, and she really had a close contact with Han Zhan, and it is such an ambiguous gesture.

When Song Ranran was beaming with pride, he didn't notice that Han Zhan's face was completely black, which was even more depressing than the dark clouds.

"Woman! Get out of here! Han Zhan ruthlessly pushed the disgusting woman away and glared at her fiercely.

"Han Zhan......" Wen Zhixia gently pushed Han Zhan, her heart was sour.

When she saw Song Ranran's actions just now, it was obviously deliberate.

deliberately said that he wanted to drink, deliberately walked in front of Han Zhan, deliberately spilled wine on his clothes, and then approached him.

"Xia Xia, have you eaten enough?" Han Zhan turned his head and asked.

He saw Wen Zhixia's small mouth flattened because he was unhappy, and his anger disappeared a lot at once.

He only has Wen Zhixia in his eyes now, where can he look at other women? Especially this kind of woman who has no appearance and no brains, he scoffs at it even more.

"I'm full!" Wen Zhixia said with certainty.

She could have eaten another bowl, but when she saw this nasty woman who didn't know how many layers she had smeared on her face, she had no appetite anymore.

"Alright, let's go! Waiter, this meal is on my account! Han Zhan took out a tissue, gently wiped Wen Zhixia's mouth, and then handsomely threw out a VIP card, intending to leave.

Seeing that something was wrong, Qin Yue hurriedly stopped Han Zhan and persuaded him with kind words, "Don't don't, Mr. Han, is the food here not to taste?" Leaving so soon? ”

"It's Xia Xia who is full, and we're going back, understand?" Han Zhan's sharp gaze swept over, and his tone did not carry a trace of warmth, like a cold dagger, piercing deeply into Song Ranran's heart.

Qin Yue knew that it must be Song Ranran who made him unhappy, but he couldn't say anything, so he could only smile and say: "Oh, oh, so that's the case, then I'll send it to you!"

Qin Yue nodded in front of Han Zhan, full of pug-like appearance.

"No, you don't!" Han Zhan threw out this sentence bluntly, put his arm around Wen Zhixia's shoulder, and walked away in a dashing manner.

In the face of such a cold-blooded president, Qin Yue really has no problem at all.

Song Ranran looked at Han Zhan so indifferent and ruthless to herself, but she was so attentive to that little girl, and her jealousy made her hate Wen Zhixia.